Rolling Along to Pleasure Island lyrics

We're rolling along to Pleasure Island

Singing a song of Pleasure Island

Where every day's a happy holiday

Where boys are known as little dears

They'd never get whipped in forty years

They don't have to wash behind their ears

Hooray for freedom!

We're off to the land of soda fountains,

Circus parades and chocolate mountains

Where there will be no parents to obey

So down with school and down with books

And down the teacher's dirty looks

Yo, ho, here we go! Off to Pleasure Isle!